"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"Have you ever walked through a valley with many shadows, perhaps where you feel dead to your dreams? Have you ever traveled through the desert places, thirsty for some reprieve, some oasis to give you shelter from the blistering heat of a hard life?"
